oh my mistakes, would you really want me? {Leo/Howl} || Masquerade
Mar 25, 2015 0:04:26 GMT -5
Post by maverick hale 🌧️ d5 [nyte] on Mar 25, 2015 0:04:26 GMT -5
I have a lifeline. My fingers have worked their way into the fabric of his shirt, fistfuls of it comforting shaking palms as we sit in the belly of a feral beast. One that shakes and rumbles on its way out of the frying pan and into the fire. Lips, dry and chapped, itch to have a tongue quickly swiped across them For a sweet relief that will never come. The back of my throat still aches, ruined muscle still sending bitter blood down the back of my throat if I'm not careful. Because where there was once a tongue there lays empty space. |